Unlike Kaizer who had given his bed up for Lisa while he sleeps on the couch, however tonight, it seemed as though tables were about to turn.
Kaizer stood by the couch in his big pajamas as he focused his unwavering intense gaze at Lisa who was chuckling as her fingers flew over her screen.
"Hahaha…no dear," she said with all her attention on the screen of her phone.
Before today, Kaizer had tried to keep it in, but every night before she goes to sleep, she chats with this set of people who seem to be the only source of her joy.
What about him? Hasn't he been with her through thick and thin? He took her in, did so much, and even supported her father's company, yet she has never given him a genuine smile. What is he doing wrong? Are those people she's chatting with, richer, more handsome and sophisticated than him?
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